Lights, camera...FLASH!
I don't get to attend castings very often, so when I do I like to make an impression. Usually this "impression" means me trying to insinuate that I'm an actor that is easy to work with, punctual, and talented. Last week when I got a text from my agent, "....casting at 5.30pm, wear beach attire" I thought, this is my chance! I was stumped at the beach attire instruction. For one, it was a pretty damn cold afternoon, and secondly, I only had two pairs of togs - a hideous cheap pair purchased hastily a while back on the way to a pool party, and the second purchased when I was hungover on a Byron trip. I chose the cheap first pair knowing aesthetics wouldn't matter as I was wearing a bright pink singlet over the top which would only hint I was wearing a bikini. Parking my car I had a thought that I really should have tanned myself to fool the casting director into thinking I was actually outdoorsy. No filming budget could allow the amount of sunscr